Queen

"b*tches Bad"

[DJ Tag: Lil Sarah]

Appleman on the beat


[Intro]

Lil Dale: Aw right there?

Dj Appleman: You b*tch! *gun noises*

Da Queen: Oh my gosh...

[Hook: Da Queen & Teeny Tiny]

b*tches bad cuz we drinkin' that milk
b*tches bad cuz we wearin that silk
b*tches bad cuz we drinkin' that milk
b*tches bad cuz we wearin that silk

Everyday I be smokin' that crack
f*ck your b*tch and I lay her on her back
Last time I checked I don't care at all
You are just a stupid cuz you look just like a ball

[Verse 1: Dj Appleman]

I have a lack of iron, I am not healthy
All of my money coming straight out of your belt please
Gimme all the cash, imma hit you in your ass
I don't really care cuz you don't wear a flag

[Verse 2: Lil Sarah]

Yeah, that was pretty hard, let's go play some cards
I got a big little heart, yeah, I do, yeah
Let's go running in the park, yeah
Yeah, we gonna smoke in the dark

[Verse 3: yung twiggy]

Uh, Twigz doesn't play
Twigz doesn't even care if you say what we says, uh
Twigs out here, Twigs do the dirty
Twigs do it every single day with the stampede

[Verse 4: Lil Dale]

Lil Dale come through with my big truck
Lil Dale smoke rocks don't give a f*ck
Lil Dale big sh*t, really little di*k
Lil Dale rollup with the crew and hit!!

[Verse 5: Dj Appleman & Da Queen]

b*tches bad cuz we drinking that milk
b*tch, I'm bad cuz I'm wearing that silk
Pull up to your house with the k-k-k-k-kay
I'mma hit your momma in the f-f-f-f-face b*tch

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